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1 - Frank - Don't Ever Tell Me The Odds
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Listeri was so close to the metallic green Gunship coming opposite through the slot he could see the sneer of the purple-bearded man who didn't like the chance he was taking with his paintwork.

Listeri flipped his ship around inside the station and boosted back out of the slot, barrelled at full tilt into the back of the Gunship, firing every weapon he had until that ship was an expanding puff of plasma.

"Wow! You killed Purplebeard the Pirate. You must've thought his bounty was worth the risk of fighting close to the station."

"Well, it's better... meaty and fresh, though the after effect is like chutney dribble. Just one problem though".

"Oh..."

"Oh what?"

"What's the problem?"

"Oh that. Well, I was in the Barnard station canteen (you know the one near Sol in the spacey bit of the galaxy) when I ordered from The Dinner Ladies... "Give me some anti-pasti! Mmmm smelly!" (no carbs see) when she walloped me sideways".

Smoof spat on it for lubrication he hated it never went in first time
'awww com'mon ya bastid' smoof swore several times
'you having trouble there mr smoof' cmdr swanky walked in holding a wrench
'yeah it just won't fit into here. Actually now your here I have an idea'
Smoof took hold of mr spankys hand and shoved it in the slot
'just hold that there and I can get it in easier' Smoof spat on the slot as an extra precaution 'Here goes!'
Cmdr Spanky jumped as 15 million volts cursed through his veins
'oh don't insert wet'.....

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4 - Phong - That's the way,uh huh uhuh,i write 'em.
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Oh really...
That's very sad to hear...
Is he going to be ok?...
When is he coming out of hospital?...
And when is he being released from prison?
What do you think caused it?
An argument about antepasta!...
How? He said what???..
uh huh...uh huh...
Oh,d'you know what,
you can stop right there,
i don't want to know any more,
i just don't have the energy,
i give up with him.
I've tried sympathy, apathy, i've even considered homeothapy, nothing seems to work, so i'm done with it all.
It's just pathetic.
Unlike this drabble.
Which is awesome!
Vote for it Now.

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5 - Simoof - You now what you did. Sit back and take your punishment and shut up.
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Chris Mankey slumped, head on the bar, sobbing intensley. Snot bubbles popped, drool encrusted around his mouth.
"Is it becasue of your hygene?" asked the barman.
"No, somebody was mean to me"
"Oh, it's just you do smell worse than the inside of a kippers funny. Did they comment on when you get a snake to bite your tiny pens to make it look bigger?"
"No. They mistook me for someone else."
"Whose worse than you? You're the most disgusting pig I know."
Midden paused mid the free gobby he was giving to listen...
"Someone thought I was Chris Hankey"